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North Sea.

The roar of the lamp had just subsided.

"Buzz!!!"

A terrifying holy might that surpasses all things and dominates heaven and earth descended from the heavens without warning!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment!

Space froze!

Even the surging seawater and the raging chaotic air currents came to a complete standstill at this moment!

A detached yet authoritative voice resounded deep within Xuan Du's mind:

"Xuan Du, stop!"

The voice was not loud, but it contained the unquestionable will of a sage!

It is none other than the Primordial Celestial Venerable!

He... really came!

"Master! Save me!"

Overjoyed, Ran Deng's dying eyes burst forth with the ecstasy of surviving a catastrophe!

The sage himself has arrived!

He's saved!

No matter how strong or heaven-defying Xuandu is, would he dare to kill him in front of a sage?

However, Xuan Du's movements only paused slightly.

He raised his head, his gaze piercing through the layers of seawater, looking towards the source of the divine might descending.

His face showed no fear whatsoever; instead, a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Master Yuanshi..."

Xuan Du spoke slowly, his voice echoing clearly in the still North Sea:

"Just now, when Burning Lamp attacked my Purple Mansion with the Soul-Sealing Thread of Annihilation, attempting to seize my opportunity and put me to death..."

Where are you?

As soon as he finished speaking, the Heaven-Slaying Sword shone even brighter!

"you!"

The indifferent voice of the Primordial Celestial Venerable suddenly froze, then turned into fury:

"Young man! How dare you speak to your elders like that!"

The holy might surged again, pressing down fiercely on Xuandu!

He intends to use the power of a sage to forcibly suppress Xuandu and rescue Randeng!

However, just as the Holy Might was about to touch Xuandu...

"Clang!!!"

A clear, resonant sword cry suddenly rang out from the direction of Jin'ao Island!

Where the sword rang out, the holy might... crumbled inch by inch!

A calm yet incomparably domineering thought followed closely behind, resounding deep within the heart of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable:

"Second brother."

"The disputes among the younger generation are left to fate, whether they live or die."

"You... have crossed the line."

It's the Tongtian Cult Leader!

He made a move too!

Although he did not arrive in person, that wisp of sword intent had already severed the Primordial Saint's might and protected Xuandu!

"Reaching for the heavens!"

The voice of the Primordial Celestial Venerable was icy cold, filled with barely suppressed rage:

"This brat wants to kill my Vice Leader of the Chan Sect! And you still want to protect him?!"

"Vice Leader?"

The Master of Heaven's thoughts carried an undisguised sarcasm:

"When Randeng, at the peak of Quasi-Saint level, launched a sneak attack on my sect's disciple, did he ever consider that he was the Vice Sect Leader?"

"When he sought to seize the opportunity in Xuandu and resorted to deadly violence, did he ever consider that he was an elder?"

"Since he was shameless first..."

The Tongtian Sect Leader's voice suddenly turned stern:

"Then he deserves to die today!"

"you!"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable's Qi condensed.

And at this moment, at the bottom of the North Sea.

Xuandu gave Randeng no more chances!

At the instant when the Heaven-Reaching Sword Intent severed the Primordial Saint's might.

He swung his Heaven-Slaying Sword down fiercely!

"Severing the Heavens..."

"Sever the Dao!"

Qingguang's stock price skyrocketed!

The chaotic sword intent was condensed to its extreme, transforming into a sword line that seemed capable of severing countless ages, and gently slashed towards the space between Ran Deng's eyebrows!

"No!!!"

The last ecstasy in Ran Deng's eyes froze completely, turning into boundless despair and resentment!

He used all his magic power in a last-ditch effort to detonate the coffin lamp!

however.

Where the sword line passes.

Time... seemed to have been completely cut off!

All of Burning Lamp's movements, magical power, and spiritual fluctuations... froze at this moment.

next moment.

"laugh."

A soft sound.

A thin crack quietly appeared between the eyebrows of the lamp.

There was no blood splattering, no magic power dissipating.

Only a wisp of chaotic sword intent entered from between his brows, instantly sweeping across his entire body, annihilating all life force and obliterating all laws of the Dao!

The light in his eyes dimmed and faded at a visible speed...

finally.

It was completely extinguished.

"Bang!"

The emaciated body of the lamp lit up and he knelt down helplessly.

The lamp above his head, the flame of which had been lit, went out completely.

A clear crack quietly appeared on the lamp body.

This innate spiritual treasure, which has accompanied him through countless years and possesses unfathomable power...

The very essence was damaged by this one sword strike!

As for the lamp-lighting man himself...

Life force vanished, spirit and soul perished, true spirit disintegrated!

Only an empty shell remained, kneeling on the permafrost of the seabed.

The Vice Leader of the Chan Sect, a guest of the Zixiao Palace, and a powerful Quasi-Saint peak expert, Daoist Ran Deng.

fall from the sky!

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

At the bottom of the North Sea, only the sound of the slowly flowing seawater can be heard.

Xuan Du stood holding his sword, his blue robes fluttering slightly, his face pale, and blood still wet at the corner of his mouth.

But as he stood there, his aura was calm and steady, and his peak-level Primordial Daoist charm was perfectly harmonious and unimpeded.

At his feet lay the kneeling corpse with the lamp burning, and the cracked coffin lamp.

Behind him stood the enormous North Sea Black Tortoise, its chaotic eyes filled with shock and awe.

Above his head...

It is the primordial holy might that still permeates, but has lost its purpose.

And that wisp of sword intent, suspended yet poised to strike at any moment, reaching to the heavens.

"Great...very good!"

The voice of the Primordial Celestial Venerable rang out again, icy cold and furious to the extreme!

The holy power surged wildly, causing drastic changes in the celestial phenomena of the North Sea, shattering the ice layer and unleashing chaotic air currents!

He never expected this.

Tongtian actually dared to completely break ties with Xuandu for his sake!

Even more unexpectedly...

Xuandu actually dared to kill Randeng with a single sword strike right in front of him!

"Xuandu!"

The voice of the Primordial Celestial Venerable was like eternal ice:

"I have taken note of what happened today!"

"In the great calamity of the future, you will surely pay the price!"

Before he could finish speaking...

"boom!!!"

That vast holy might suddenly receded, transforming into a stream of light that crashed through the void and vanished.

Yuanshi Tianzun...

They actually left!

It's not that he didn't want to take action.

But with the Heaven-Reaching Sword Intent hanging overhead, if he were to recklessly attack Xuandu...

That would no longer be about teaching a junior a lesson, but rather a full-scale war between sages!

At that time, the Three Pure Ones will be completely separated, and before the great calamity of the Lich King and the Demon King will even begin, the Xuanmen sect will be thrown into internal strife...

Even a saint couldn't bear the consequences of this!

Therefore, he had no choice but to back down.

Filled with boundless rage and humiliation...

Retreat!

"snort."

The Tongtian Sect Leader let out a soft hum, and the wisp of sword intent slowly dissipated.

Only a calm voice transmission remained, echoing deep within Xuan Du's mind:

"well done."

"After you return to the island, come to Biyou Palace to see me."

"Yes, Master."

Xuan Du felt a warmth in his heart and responded respectfully.

The sword intent completely dissipated.

Beihai has returned to calm.

Only the body of the burning lamp and the broken coffin lamp silently testified to the heaven-defying act that had just taken place!

"Senior...Senior Brother."

The divine thought of the North Sea Black Tortoise arrived, carrying an indescribable complexity:

"You...did you really kill Ran Deng?"

Even now, it still seems somewhat unbelievable.

That's the Daoist Burning Lamp!

A guest of Zixiao Palace, a peak Quasi-Saint, and the Vice Leader of the Chan Sect!

He was actually killed by Xuandu... with a single sword strike?

Xuan Du slowly sheathed his sword, the Heaven-Slaying Sword's clear light receding, transforming into a stream of light that entered his brow and purple mansion.

He looked down at the body of Ran Deng, then at the cracked coffin lamp, and shook his head slightly.

"It wasn't my doing."

"If my master's sword intent had not severed the Primordial Saint's might, my sword... would not have landed."

Upon hearing this, the Black Tortoise of the North Sea fell silent.

That being said...

But it could clearly see the terrifying power of that sword strike that cut through the sky and severed the path!

That sword strike had already faintly touched upon the level of the laws!

If it weren't for insufficient Xuandu realm and inadequate magical power...

That sword strike could probably sever the Great Dao and cut off cause and effect!